The old man said it very easily, and Duan Heng also thought so, no matter what, it was very worthwhile to be able to exchange for a modified Divine Machine Heavy Crossbow.

Especially this third Divine Machine Heavy Crossbow is much better than the first two, like the first Divine Machine Heavy Crossbow, it can only be used for ordinary launches, all relying on the power of the Divine Crossbow itself.

The second Divine Crossbow is a bit more powerful.

Only this third Divine Machine Heavy Crossbow, because its crossbow arm is completely condensed from the five grades of cold ice, so when it is launched, it can not only shoot ordinary crossbow arrows, but also launch ice crossbow arrows out of thin air, and it is absolutely instantaneous, which is extremely important for Duan Heng.

At this time, he happily put away the crossbow, then grabbed a piece of starfish sand, and tried to probe his spiritual sense into it, searching for the mixed evil qi inside.

But after only a few breaths, Duan Heng's face changed, Nima, fell into the pit, that old man is too bad, where is this something that can be easily done?

This starfish sand doesn't look big, it's the size of an orange, and there are countless tiny holes in it, but Duan Heng's spiritual sense penetrates into it, and he almost gets lost.

No, it was the starfish sand that could absorb his spiritual sense.

It's horrible.

"Hehe, boy, don't panic, here are a few tranquilizers to take, you can make sure you don't get lost, but don't think about quitting, you received the payment, within three years, it will be equivalent to the old man's coolies, don't think about escaping, you know, even in front of Yu Wanshan, the commander of the Fengwei Battalion, the old man can speak." ”

The old man's somewhat gloating voice came again, but it made Duan Heng extremely depressed, Yu Wanshan, that middle-aged man who had cultivated to the throne of the princes?

It's no wonder that this old man has long known about guarding Woniu Pass, and it seems that his status is not low in this Fengwei camp.

Thinking in his heart, Duan Heng sighed. Walking to the corner of the tent, but turning around the large pile of items, he was immediately surprised to find that this was another space at all, and it was only a corner of less than ten square meters when he looked outside. But in fact, it is a huge space of at least two or three thousand square meters.

Is this the top of the art house?

There was no shadow of the old man in this space, but Duan Heng saw at least a hundred craftsmen who were busy forging various weapons and equipment, and the sound of clanging was endless, but he didn't have the slightest sense outside before.

Interesting.

With a secret praise, Duan Heng walked over, watching the busy things of those craftsmen, they were undoubtedly of a very high level. Because most of the weapons and equipment in the warehouse were made here before, and in addition, there were several craftsmen who seemed to be building huge city defense equipment, Duan Heng couldn't tell what it was for.

But here, no one paid attention to Duan Heng, he could only continue to move forward, and then turned into a small corner of this space, sure enough. Below is an even larger space, which is afraid to be five or six thousand square meters. There are at least hundreds of people busy here, but the horror is that these people are all dressed as earthlings. Even the instruments they control are very similar to the instruments on the earth, no, no, they are more advanced than the ones on the earth. Because those instruments are all made of very high-quality red lin iron, or five-grade cold ice.

Duan Heng stood in place and observed for a long time, and could only judge that this was the place where the heavy cannon was produced and processed, that is, the kind of heavy cannon that could fire evil cannonballs, but it was undoubtedly more powerful than those craftsmen under Immortal Joey before.

Then Duan Heng continued to move forward. He was a little numb now, he really couldn't imagine that a small tent that looked tattered on the outside and only covered an area of more than ten square meters could have such a hole inside.

Judging by this, wouldn't the tents he had seen outside before harbor more soldiers or other secrets?

Fengwei Camp, it really has a deep heritage.

Passing through this processing space, in a corner, Duan Heng entered the fourth space again, but it was much quieter, and the area was also very small, only less than a thousand square meters, but there was still no old man, there were only five people here, sitting cross-legged around, each holding a piece of starfish sand in their hands, or other materials, closing their eyes and concentrating, very solemn.

Duan Heng immediately understood, the old man didn't catch himself a coolie, but he didn't know how these benevolent brothers were fooled in the first place?

Then Duan Heng saw an empty cushion not far away, with a dozen talismans in front of it, and a small pile of immortal stones, there was no doubt that this was a talisman prepared for himself.

That old man, it's a little weird.

Secretly scolded, Duan Heng also walked over, sat on the cushion, put away those tranquilizing talismans, and was about to try again, when he suddenly saw a man on the opposite side exhaled softly, opened his eyes, and seemed to have just finished cleaning up a piece of starfish sand, very satisfied, and then he saw Duan Heng, slightly stunned, then nodded and smiled, got up and left.

Next, Duan Heng didn't think much about it, collected his mind, first absorbed the immortal qi from the immortal stone, restored his physical state to the peak, and then began to probe his spiritual sense into the starfish sand.

This time he didn't use the tranquilizer, but he was more careful, somehow, in the starfish sand, it was like this tent space, layer upon layer, endless cycle.

At first, Duan Heng was a little unbearable, but gradually, after getting used to it, he became more relaxed, and he didn't know how long it took him to sense the evil qi in this starfish sand, indeed, as the old man said, the evil qi in this is very cunning and helpless.

Because there are actually six kinds of evil qi hidden in it, red fire evil, cold ice evil, pure gold evil, loess evil, green wood evil, plus a little sword evil.

There aren't many of each, but they're entangled with each other and tricky.

If this is just a kind of evil qi, it is a benefit, after all, the evil qi is also very precious, but these six evil qi are entangled together, it is not a good thing.

After all, no immortal cultivator would play the brain-dead act of decathlon and practice all the evil qi over and over again.

Taking Duan Heng as an example, even if he has the Qinglong Immortal Ding, he hasn't played with the Ice Evil Qi yet, let alone anything else.

So the difficulty can be imagined.

The first time. Duan Heng first absorbed the icy evil qi in the starfish sand, which was his strong point, so there was no difficulty.

But the rest is not easy to get, as if playing hide and seek, in short. Duan Heng was almost exhausted, so he could finish the remaining five evil qi at the same time.

When he withdrew from his spiritual sense, he found that he was already sweating profusely and almost collapsed, on the other hand, several other people were in a better state than him, was their spiritual sense stronger? or stronger? Or was it because he didn't use the tranquilizer?

These thoughts flashed in his heart, and Duan Heng was not in a hurry to leave, so he simply lay on the ground. While resting, he observed the results of Fang Cai's battle.

Fang Cai's six kinds of evil qi, the cold ice evil qi automatically fused with the evil qi in his body, so he didn't need to think about it.

As for the remaining five evil qis, they were temporarily stored in the Qinglong Immortal Ding.

This must be dispersed, otherwise it will occupy the space in the immortal tripod, after all, the immortal tripod also has capacity, just like computer memory. There's too much garbage, and it's not working. It must be cleaned up in due course.

And this is also the reason why most immortal cultivators can only choose one evil qi as their main means of attack. Xianding memory is not enough.

"Well, wait—"

But at this moment, after Duan Heng inspected his Qinglong Immortal Ding, his heart moved slightly, his Qinglong Immortal Ding, the current standard capacity is-

It can store five times the compressed five stones of fairy qi.

An icy aura that can unleash a thousand standard spells.

And then. It seemed that he could still hold three times as much Ice Aura, in other words, he could choose three more Aura.

"It turns out that this is the potential of the Qinglong Immortal Ding, but it also requires more effort and more hard training. in order to play an effect. ”

Duan Heng thought to himself, and then, he didn't disperse those evil qi, but kept them all, he wanted to see which evil qi was more suitable for him in the end.

After making a decision, Duan Heng was ready to leave, but the strange old man did not appear again, only a boy came over and took away the piece of starfish sand that had been cleaned up.

Hmph, that's a big one.

Walking out of the tent with a lot of space, the fat man Deng didn't mention anything else, but his eyes were a little flattering, so Duan Heng very unceremoniously selected ten throwing guns again, as well as five bags of special crossbow arrows, and then left satisfied.

As soon as he stepped out of the tent, Duan Heng found that it was already dark at night, and it had taken him a full five hours to clean up a piece of starfish sand.

That old man is really a super profiteer.

With a wry smile in his heart, Duan Heng waited left and right for a while, and found that no one was in charge of his entry into the camp, so he went straight to a training ground in the valley, although the night was dark, but the valley was still full of people, and it seemed that there was no need to abide by any military discipline, and the lights in this valley were bright, drinking, fighting, chatting, and setting up stalls were actually everywhere, and he also noticed that the number of genuine wind guards wearing cloaks was also increasing, and during the day, the entire valley was only more than a hundred, but now he had only walked out of a distance, and he had met hundreds of genuine wind guards。

When Duan Heng arrived at the training ground he saw during the day, he found that it was even more crowded, with at least a few hundred people fighting each other here or dueling in a small team. Thanks to the fact that this training ground is huge enough, otherwise it would have turned the world upside down.

Outside the training ground, there are countless people cheering and cheering, or betting on bets, which is very lively.

Seeing this, Duan Heng could only sigh, he originally wanted to try to familiarize himself with the divine crossbow he had just obtained, but now it was okay, it was not his turn to play at all.

However, watching these people fight here is also a good experience, and what he lacks most at the moment is combat experience.

After watching in the crowd for a while, Duan Heng suddenly reached out, lifted a yellow skin out of the crowd, and fell heavily to the ground.

This thing was trying to steal his bag before!

(Thanks to the book friend Xiansen, the Queen's Warm Baby, Konoha Liuxiang, Little Test Knife, Windows, Nine Shadow Martial Arts, Lonely Hongying, ADAMM, etc. )